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So I'm back in Moscow. The drive home was....interesting. Originally I planned on leaving Saturday. I woke up late though and decided it wouldn't be a big deal to wait till Sunday. So Sunday rolls around and I get up fairly early and hit the road. It had snowed about four inches the night before and the roads were treacherous, but I figured I could manage. So I'm cruising along down I-90 about fifteen miles west of Moses Lake. I'm in the passing lane when my left tire catches the burm of snow on the left shoulder. It starts pulling me off to the left. I over correct to the right and my car shoots across the other lane and onto the other shoulder. I start sliding in the dirt and snow before my right tire catches and flips my car onto the passenger side door. So there I am, hanging by my seatbelt on the side of I-90 being like "Holy shit am I alive? Are my vibes ok?" It was insane. Some nice people stopped to help and they pulled my out of my car and called the police and all that good stuff. We got a tow-truck there and he drove me and my car home. It was crazy though. But now I am sans a car, which really blows. I hate having to rely on people for rides and shit. Oh well.